I get so weary every time the sun goes down
I get so weary in the evening when the sun goes down
I get so lonesome when my baby's not aroundWhen I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call
When I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call
I am here so sad and lonely for my baby
And that ain't allWhen I get up in the morning just before the break of day
Oh, I get up in the morning just before the break of day
Thinking about my baby
But I know she's on her way
